They could do anything to me.I needed to be used.I needed to be abused. I wanted pain.Pleasure.Abuse.Release.My breathing was erratic, my body a writh...ing mess, my moans, whimpers and muffled cries were heard only to me, just above the sound of the loud, bass filled music. I struggled against my restraints, my arms flexing, praying for release. Didn't they want me? Was I not sexy enough for them?Still nothing.I was alone.I was desperate.Suddenly, with no warning, I felt dozens of oily hands. And I need a good woman to civilize me..." We have to do that, Tina," Cindy giggled. "Actually, most of the time, Dan's pretty organized. But he did let him an' Alan slip. That's guys, though. We're SISTERS!" I think we learned that," I said. "Alan and I got lucky, finding you two." Yeah," I added. "I saw the way people looked when you two walked into the theater tonight. Impressed. And that's just the outside." Weather's not looking good for tomorrow," Alan said. "Are you two okay for another. I felt the urge to ask about second thoughts, my first fear. Instead I just nodded. My mother's first words elated me."We must be smart about this." She said. I nodded and despite my initial caution, my cock hardened. I wanted her again. The need welled up inside me like a geyser, swelling and pressuring me. I resisted the urge to dominate her and take her on the table, a reoccurring theme with me, it seemed. "I want to tell you to leave Georgia alone." She grimaced. "I have tried that with her. I was in town for a business meeting, but I wanted time to relax after a long hard day. I looked at my ring then down to my hot wife anklet, wondering what the night would bring.I was free for the night as my sexually incapable husband was back home hundreds of miles away. I was dressed seductively in a black silk dress that hugged my curves, a silk thong to match, no bra to show off my beautiful firm breasts and hard nipples which poked through the material of my dress. My black thigh high.